how was the sex?
he smelled like pickles and burnt hair.
well, there's that.
Also do the "tongue the pee-hole" thing.
Used my jumper cables as a bottle opener last night. Really pleased with my problem solving skills.
Apparently you can talk a girl into leaving the bar and coming back to your tent, who knew?
The bad decision stars are too close to aligning to risk this tonight.
"can of pringles" is totally a legitimate measure of time
I might not remember all of last night but I clearly remember the part where I humped the mailbox.
my boss just offered me his leftover salvia im not sure if it was a trick question
And before you knew it they were calling me the pussy usher or something like that
my vagina is starting to think like a penis, and I'm not even slightly worried
When he wakes up tomorrow with half shaved legs smelling like a preteens bathroom, I'm sure he will think he has had a great evening
But for real though. That weed tastes like the jolly laughter of Santa Claus.
Found a trail of Taco Bell hot sauce packets through the garage to our back door and cheese in my bra. I'll say it was a successful Sunday Funday.
u woke up and asked who took ur pants off then realized u did n almost cried over not gettin layed
I don't know what kind of bucket list you have, but having sex with a tree isn't on mine...
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